I missed the freedom I had before,the freedom of being able to move around freely, to eat what I wanted, dowhat I wanted, I missed my male body more t...an ever. My chastity belt hadbeen taken off the night before and my pussy had been shaved smoothagain.The sound of the door opening behind me signalled that Lana was ready toshower me here for the last time. Lead out behind her to the bathroom,she surprised me by telling me how much she would miss me. As she cuffedmy wrists above me in the shower. At one point a highlight for us all was when both Richard and I fucked my wife together; trying at first to get both cocks into her pussy at the same time; then later, with a cock in her pussy and mouth, and even later in her arse and pussy, which she had always dreamed of.I lost track of how many times my wife came, and eventually sleep and alcohol overcame all of us. During the night I became aware of Richard and my wife fucking again, standing up by the window, with the moonlight shining on. She had already given up on the thought of trying to subdue her arousal as it was already to far set on and as she walked around the long corridor she looked forward to relieving herself in the shower . passing room 313 she didn’t even look at it and within a minute she was outside her own door as she hunted for her room key she help it up to slide it through the lock when she paused . ‘ what the fuck Cass , you’re a single woman , go and have a drink with him ‘ . she thought , what’s the harm. This was much more than that. I was talking about love. I told her about her face, her eyes, even the wonderful feeling I got when we hugged, and how she had kissed me on the forehead. I found myself slowly being led back into dream world. And then I began with the second dream, and how horrible and bad it made me feel. By the time I was done, I looked over at my sister, and she was crying. She started really bawling; her tears were streaming down her face. She leaned over to me, and started.